Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 47 Shao Siming Xiaoyi’s Martial Spirit (Part )

On July 7, the village began to prepare for the clan celebration

The first thing to do in the clan celebration is the clan sacrifice. The Chen family worships their ancestors on the Hungry Ghost Festival, also known as "July 15th".

At this time, midsummer has passed and autumn has just begun. The Chen family believes that their ancestors will return home to visit their descendants at this time, so they need to worship their ancestors.

Chen's ancestor worship is divided into three types: small, medium and large.

Small-scale ancestor worship is held every year in the village where members of each household worship their direct ancestors (including those of the follower family) at home. This is called family sacrifice.

Once every five years, every 1st and 6th year of the Douluo calendar, a unified sacrifice is held to worship the family ancestors in the ancestral hall or temple ancestral tomb. Most of the clan members outside will return, and sometimes some relatives and friends will come to watch the ceremony as a clan sacrifice.

Every twenty years, representatives of the direct lineage of the Chen family, led by the Chen family, and representatives of other branches of the Chen family will come from all over the mainland. The Chen family also invites allied families to gather their martial spirits to participate in a grand event called the Soul Sacrifice. .

This set of family rituals of the Chen family is quite special, because the branches of the Chen family are scattered, which is different from the major families in the mainland today.

This time it was a clan sacrifice, and the clansmen were returning one after another.

Sacrifice etiquette includes offering incense, reading blessings, offering rice soup, offering tea, offering silk, offering wine, offering food boxes, offering meat, offering obscenities, and bowing to ancestors, etc. All of these must be prepared in advance, not to mention It’s time for a banquet.

Mr. Chenxiao also went to help and did his best.

The village he went to was a breeding farm in the northeast. Soul masters needed a lot of meat containing soul power. The village raised more than a dozen kinds of domestically-raised soul meat with excellent taste, such as pine flower chickens, white-shirted sheep, Tongluo pigs, and mud-armored pigs. Of course, animals are not only found on land, there are also fishing grounds in lakes.

Chen Xiaojun is interested in cooking on the one hand, and understanding the materials on the other hand, and on the other hand, he goes there to practice swordsmanship. As for the use of swords, he has to look at the breeding farm.

The farm manager is Zhu Yanfeng, the little fat man's second uncle. He became the farm manager after he was seriously injured decades ago.

Before their family became Chenyu's personal followers, they were responsible for the breeding farm.

He is good at raising pigs and even better at slaughtering pigs. The craftsmanship is passed down from his family. Who knows that their martial spirit is a stone-armored porcupine? They have a good understanding of the structure of pigs.

If pigs could also accept the influence of Youchen family culture, they would definitely write a few poems like "cooking beans and burning bean sprouts".

When I arrived at the slaughterhouse of the farm, I found that Zhu Yanfeng skillfully and quickly removed the limbs of the mud-armored pig, almost without any chopping techniques. He cut directly around the knee and successfully removed the entire calf.

Zhu Yanfeng almost raised the knife with his hand, and quickly slashed at its four legs. The force was light and heavy, and there was almost no wasted movement at all.

Cut off a few kilograms of pure pork from the parts close to the dry part, and every place that was full of fine meat, and threw it into the basket behind you.

Originally, Mr. Chenxiao thought that these cut meats would have a strong smell, but not only did they not smell like meat, but they also had a strong meaty aroma. It seemed that raising mud-armored pigs made sense.

Watching Zhu Yanfeng cut the pig legs, Chen Xiaojun was completely stunned. This was pure craftsmanship and no soul power was used at all. He is indeed an expert at killing pigs, there is no doubt about it.

Mr. Chenxiao murmured to himself: "This is how the chef cooks the cow! It's really eye-opening!"

After a while, Zhu Yanfeng raised his head. There was a slight stubble on his face, and his skin was dark, which must have been polished by the years. His fingertips were slightly black, as if they had been smoked, which could be seen. He has been smoking for many years, his back is straight, and his shirt is stained with sweat.

"Grandpa Zhu is fine." Chen Xiaojun came over wearing a coarse linen shirt and a little fat man.

"Second uncle," the little fat man called obediently. "Hey" Zhu Yanfeng was obviously very happy to see the two children. He likes children when they are older and kisses them every other generation.

This lineage of the Zhu family became the close followers of the master family. Although it brought glory, status and resources, it also brought huge casualties.

His three brothers, the eldest brother and the third brother died one after another, and his own children later died in the war, leaving only Zhu Tianhao and the third brother's daughter Zhu Tianqi. Although there are uncles and brothers in his Zhu family, that is another matter. .

Fortunately, their family could have children, and Tianhao gave birth to three children, especially the little fat boy Wu Neng, who reminded him of his third brother who had grown up together since childhood.

"Haha, kid, I don't have long legs here." Zhu Yanfeng joked.

Ever since he first woke up at the age of three, after meeting Zhu Tianhao and Ding Yan, Chen Xiaojun blurted out a joke: The end of raising pigs is the long legs of beautiful girls! The village was so small, so it was widely praised for a while, and everyone burst into laughter after hearing it.

"Grandpa Zhu, when I was young and childish, you were very considerate." Chenxiaojun said with a smile.

"Is there anything we can do to help?" Chen Xiaojun quickly changed the subject and explained his purpose.

"Then you follow a few of them first and drive over the fat pigs in the pig yard. By the way, there will be a group of gong pigs later."

"..., Xiao Wuneng, this person is afraid of being famous, so you can't gain too much weight in the future."

"........."

July 7, 14 a.m., Chen Family Main Courtyard

In the past few days, Ye Xiuxin took Xiaoyi to Grandma Hanxin's village logistics center to register for adoption, which gave her a formal status in the village.

As expected, Xiaoyi lived up to expectations and fulfilled her mission and became the "village favorite" in the village. There were originally few girls of this age group in the village. Not only did the children in the village have great senses for this beautiful little cutie;
  All the women in the village favored her even more. After learning about her physical problems and forgetfulness of her family, their motherly love became even more overwhelming. They held it in their hands for fear of dropping it and held it in their mouths for fear of it melting.

Xiaoyi felt it was quite strange. She felt like she had done nothing and these aunties and grandmothers had stuffed her with a bunch of things.

No, today I learned that Xiaoyi was going to awaken her martial spirit, and a lot of people came. Not only Chen Jianzun, Chen Feng, the three brothers and sisters of the Zhu family, but also Chen Cong, Mu Lingyun, Chen Hanxin, Chen Xiyuan, Ding Yan, Xia Lin and other adults also came to Xiaojun's family compound one after another. The Chen family started Xiaoyi's awakening ceremony with the etiquette of important followers.

When a layer of golden light was released from the six stones, a pale golden light shield was formed to envelop Xiaoyi.

Xiaoyi cleared away the distracting thoughts in her heart, closed her eyes, and felt calmer than ever before.

Countless emerald green tiny light spots emerged from the palm and condensed together.

Soon, a tender root sprouted and grew as if in the sleeping soil in winter, showing an emerald green color. It stretched out its powerful muscles and bones, and there were more and more emerald-like leaves. The stems and leaves were covered with flowers, and they grew extremely lush.

The dense layers of branches and leaves completely blocked the sunlight.

The beautiful and poetic spiritual life is tenaciously and resolutely reproduced in the hazy morning mist. The midsummer season glows with spring tones, containing huge vitality and a sense of eternal youth, which is fascinating.

It is full of greenery and beauty, and even Xiaoyi's clothes are reflected in a light green.

(End of this chapter)